Early geo-cached

GEO-CACHED

Rob Murphy
Roger Singer



GEO-CACHED is a modern day treasure hunt, clashing technology with nature. The genre is adventure/ horror/ comedy, with a PG-13 rating goal in mind. (Hopefully the ol’ boys at the MPAA still remember what PG-13 used to be all about!)
Bruce Fielding, a brilliant technophile and insomniac meets Michelle Wiesenhutter on My Space one night and soon the two are chatting up a storm about being spontaneous. Michelle is trying to seduce the recluse from his cave. Bruce has had his heart broken one too many times to risk it all. But on the side of his computer is a quote: “Only the person who risks is free.” He suggests the idea of going on a spontaneous Geo-Cache. It sounds like fun and she’s game for it. “But what if you’re a hatchet murderer?” she says. “Oh you WISH I was a hatchet murderer, don’t you?” They decide to include a couple of their friends on the spontaneous treasure hunt into Loveland,CO. “I’ll make some sandwiches” she says.
“Where do you live?”----

When He goes to the house at butt-early: 30, the front door is open. “H-Hello?” Goes into the dark house….. looks around the house at objects in the house, one of the objects is a baseball bat. --- then “Boo.” Michael, Michelle’s son jumps out and scares him.
They get it the truck and drive off to pick up friends who will ride in the back.

CAMEO appearances at houses. Can’t do it. Go have fun! That sort of thing.

Blaring down the highway, they pass a hitchhiker.

They get to the trail head. Sing NatureTRAIL TO HELL in 3-D.

GARDEN GNOMES MARK THE SPOT. The gnome speaks in voice over… “Oh how nice… that’s sweet… How precious….” But turns Bitter German on their asses once the blessing stone gift is taken back and the box gets crapped into.

The rules are simple: You take something, you leave something. -----

SOMETHING TO LEAVE BEHIND….. “THE BLESSING STONE”

As they are heading back, Mission accomplished--- one guy stays behind “I’ll catch up” He steals the blessing stone for himself and leaves a hefty crap in its place. (Does a Bear shit in the woods----- set up/ payoff)
Willard gets soooooooooooooooooooooooooo pissed off he starts cussing in german! Unleashing the fury of nature onto the backpacking gen-xers.


The Cache is a trap or dead end.

A pit, we don’t know if it is a trap or natural hole.
Spider muse
First cache group easily finds, Clue says second cache harder to find but better treasure. So split up. But will all share it. Cool celtic pagan trinkets.
Second cache ass and hole and one find.Cool second neckless trinket and another clue for even better trinket. Girl replaces it with blessing stone. But then ass hole goes back takes stone breaks the rules and shits in the cache.
Ending cyber café two leads checking myspace sy fuck it lets live amongst the living and walk away from there account


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9 foot tall, carnivorous Geo-Caching TROLL / JABBERWOCKY / TROGLODYTE Lives in Caves (Cave of the winds) ---- Uncle Bills Land.


SCENE: EXT. FOUNTAIN NATURE TRAIL – DAWN
Upstream, allong the banks of Fountain creek, NATE and T. GLEN follow their new GPS technology to the Geo-Cache. The theme of their discussion is “slowing down the rat race”.
They walk into the wooded area and come across the mysterious, cotton covered ground.
Up ahead the is a pup tent. As they approach, Nate warns T. Glen (try it both ways) not to mess with it. As the camera ARCS around the tent, it reveils that the whole side has been ripped out as if by a bear… blood and entrails everywhere. So the (audio) DREAD hits the audience before the two guys. When they do finally get to the other side of the pup tent and see the horror left by our Monster, Their blood runs cold and now they’re scared, left alone in a big open field with nothing but a GPS in their hands.
… PANNING FROM THE RUSH OF THE CREAK—

NATE
(walking with a staff)
You know, I haven’t been fishing in years.

T.GLEN
(trying to figure out the GPS)
… You don’t want to be fishing in there.

NATE
No?

T.GLEN
… Trust me. Not in there. That’s some nasty run-off from
God knows where. What you want is Trout Haven.
NATE
Hmm!-- Nice Fish?

T. GLEN
Big Fish.

Nate looks over at the GPS

NATE
How we doing?

T. GLEN
If I’m reading this right, and I think I am… We’re over this way.
(points)
Nate points with his staff. The two of them head into the aspen and cottonwoods.

Layers of Visuals .